Broken Hands and the Lady

Last hour 

our blood racing out

cold odd  tears   

then the palisade 

so perfect

No

there are no remedies 

I’ve been on that rainy road

I’ve traveled behind the license plates 

laughing back

blind thoughts across my shoulder 

only warmth understates our

solitude

Old clay mesa climbs

New Mexico

iron rails like dinosaur

pressing headstrong into the storm

I watched you leaving 

I knew you held eternity like a toy

but I am the American

the pound and curse

Your teeth were way too white

the night of sleep never came soon enough

yet here we are 

a billion old blisters 

between

Still in love

but nowhere near

Aren't time's words like that cold lantern

we tried to light 

rusting 

Aren’t they as the web

just waiting for a dawn

Last hour and

I’m thinking about the centuries again

I'm thinking about a powerless storm

a brilliant cloudy disguise

like your window shopping

wading out into love 

and then back again

That breeze  

sun of California

deathly calling

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I watched you leaving
I knew you held eternity like a toy
but I am the American
the pound and the curse

Just love those lines. No happy endings here.

Still in love
but nowhere near

Some great poetic expression in this write Perdition. Pleased I stopped by this morning.

[Perdition]

As am I. You and I have chosen our love in this world, such a wilderness to have this sanctity and cafe/place to share it. Gives me pause when I hear claims of it dying. Not so long as hands as yours and many others take that in heart. A "thrillion" thanks with a Happy V day. Chris~

[Chris Shaw]

Aw. and a very happy Valentine’s Day to you too. Where would we be without poetry?

[Ken e Bujold]

what an eerily fantastic write. haunting. the line "i've travelled behind the license plates" is hypnotic. i know i will be wandering around thinking of it for a spell. as always your work is an enchanting isle to slip off to for a spell.

ken

[Perdition]

Well, I did...lol. So young and so wonderful to have had the experience and want to know what schools were not telling at that time. Now, either I feel ~ I could go on about those mesas but we all have our journeys. Thank you, kind sir!!